Thursday, January 1, 2004

In July Comments

Rating: 2.8

WHY do I make no poems? Good my friend
Now is there silence through the summer woods,
In whose green depths and lawny solitudes
The light is dreaming; voicings clear ascend
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Edward Dowden
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Edward Dowden

Edward Dowden

Co. Cork / Ireland
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